GOOD MORNING
is my greeting for little man. He's usually not up when I'm getting ready but on this particular day I hear little feet down the hallway. He peeks in and asks me where I'm going. I tell him, “Today I am going to work” [and my heart breaks a little]. He shatters it with the pouty face, “But I don't want you to go.” The tears start to well up, “I'm going to be sad.” Your heart breaking with mine yet? Talk about a stop at guilt trip station! The teacher in me redirects and I tells him “it's only a few hours and your favorite sitter is coming to play with you.” Daddy gives him a pep talk, he is satisfied and walks away to his room.
BE STILL
the kids will be fine.... but when I get back, they kinda aren't. After my work day [it’s only three hours] I come home to two emotionally full kiddos, crying, and tired. I put Cindy on my lap and snuggle her. When I ask what is wrong she says “I didn’t want you to go. I miss you and you’re going to leave always.” OH BOY! I put both down for a nap and started to clean & pray.
[as you can guess this was before I left]
BE STILL
and know that I AM God. He is God, and he knows all so I start asking WHY… Why all the tears and distress from Cindy. God, this is a girl who tried to give me the boot at parent’s day when she was only two and going to preschool. Ms. independent who begs me to let her take the bus and reassures me that I don't have to stay and watch her three-hour gymnastics practice. She’s been without me for three hours plenty of times.
As I'm folding a green dish cloth the answer comes, because you are leaving her. In all those memories, she was always the one leaving me. She was in control and had the choice. This was totally new to them since I have only worked from home and insecurities were welling up inside.
COMMUNICATE
is what I failed to do. I had done a good job preparing the kids physically for the change. We practiced routines, packed lunches, set out games, but I didn’t prepare them emotionally. Maybe because they are still little I didn’t even think about communicating what they should expect and share with them reason why I was going to work.
And so, the explanations and planner came out. I reassured them that every day I would be home by lunch and as soon as I got home we would read books altogether. We made plans on what we would do when I come home, play legos, Barbies, and UNO. We plugged in a mommy and me date into the planner and we all felt a little better.
DREAM
is what we did later that day on our drive to gymnastics when it was just the two of us. I shared with her our family dream of a place we can call home and in order to make that happen mommy has to work a little. She added to the dream and insisted on having a basement, a pool with a slide. There should be a movie room with a cotton candy machine and we will host lots of parties. Additions I approve of HA!
I shared with her that just like I am able to bless, teach, and love them, I will be able to that for so many more kiddos! I bridged the gap and made her part of my work. She was giddy about being be able to visit the classroom during open house and meet the kids that will be part of my mornings.
ADJUSTMENTS